Ch 111
“…Ahem.”
Pallag, the former Tower Master, who had been elaborating on his story with great flourish, awkwardly cleared his throat.
This was because the audience’s reaction was ambiguous, despite it being the part where they should have been impressed.
Pallag attributed the cause to himself.
He said it was because he had made the story too convoluted.
On reflection, their reaction was reasonable.
-Then, in a certain village, I met a girl. That girl was a Rank 3 Swordsman who had already mastered the Blue Breath.
Who, upon hearing that story, would immediately reach the conclusion, ‘A Rank 3 Swordsman who has already mastered the Blue Breath, overturned their existing constitution with innate talent and achieved mastery of magic!?’
‘Why is he suddenly talking about a Swordsman? Is he getting old? Is he at the age where he enjoys gossiping a lot?’ It’s normal to react that way.
Just like them now.
In that sense, he could be called a talent scout of the Mastien family.
Dray.
Only he recognized ‘her’ true worth and showed his astonishment.
Thus, Pallag’s almost-broken excitement was barely revived.
No. Even if the flow was broken, it could be said that his excitement grew even more.
Isn’t it true that boasting is most enjoyable when shared with someone who truly appreciates its value?
“…”
Glancing repeatedly.
Dray’s curious eyes repeatedly turned towards Moria, Pallag’s disciple.
-Damn it. Where did he find such a person?
That reaction, as if such a voice could be heard, properly boosted Pallag’s desire to boast.
Pallag broke the awkward silence that had lasted for a short while and continued his story.
“Yes, I understand. This old Wizard, after making it sound like I was going to talk about a young Mage I’d recently acquired, suddenly started talking about a Swordsman, you might think. But let me make it clear; I have never deviated from the topic of the story.”
Pallag looked at the woman standing beside him.
Her appearance was youthful, as if she had just shed her girlishness.
Her abundant brown hair flowed with luster like the mane of a fine young horse, and her brown eyes held a strong light, as if they would shine in a dark cave.
“Moria.”
Pallag called her name.
“Yes, Master Pallag.”
“I know it’s an unreasonable request, but could you show them? It’s embarrassing, but I want to boast about you in front of people.”
“An unreasonable request? Please don’t say that, Master Pallag. I’ll gladly comply.”
Moria’s spirited yet composed reply made Pallag smile. She closed her eyes and concentrated.
“Hoo…”
Every breath she took and every movement of her chest showed signs of concentration.
Soon, veins appeared on her forehead, and beads of sweat trickled down her smooth forehead.
They did not know.
How focused she was right now.
To be precise, how she was concentrating.
She shouldn’t be too outstanding.
Because it might arouse suspicion.
But she shouldn’t be too clumsy either.
Because it wouldn’t make a strong impression.
Her concentration was for control.
And that control was for deception.
Moria.
Right now, she was acting as a young genius with innate talent.
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『Title: Is Moria’s Stats Real? LOL』
Content: How can a Rank 5 character have better stats than me, a Rank 7?
Trying to remove the infatuation Pallag and Dray have for Moria,
but I think my infatuation might be removed instead?
My character, whom I thought I had raised well, is actually a commoner-level weak character?
WTF, is this Rank 5 right?
-: That’s not Rank 5.
-『Author』 : ?
-『Author』 : Was I wrong?
1~4 : Rank 1
5~9 : Rank 2
10~19 : Rank 3
20~29 : Rank 4
30~39 : Rank 5
40~59 : Rank 6
60~69 : Not Rank 7?
-: Correct.
-『Author』 : Moria’s level is 33?
-: It’s originally 70.
-『Author』 : ?
-: Moria’s exact level is 70.
If her level appears to be 33, delete the game immediately and leave a 0.5-star rating.
-『Author』 : What’s the sudden Neapolitan rumor?
-: Encouraging people to delete this trash game and give it a bad rating isn’t a Neapolitan rumor, it’s a Neapolitan anecdote, right?
-: People who didn’t do as told died from the poison of playing a bad game ㅠ
-『Author』 : What the hell is this, is it a joke or real?
-: Moria is originally a High Priest of the White Shadow Cult.
-: Using a skill similar to rejuvenation,
she gave up her realm, regained her youth, and is acting as a newbie.
-『Author』 : She was a regressor, WTF.
-: Regression （physical）
-: That’s why her level is 33,
but her traits and skills rival those of a Rank 8.
-『Author』 : WTF, she reset her life level to cosplay as a newbie?
She’s a truly extreme power-gamer.
-: Big picture, yeah.
Because she needs to become a newbie to infiltrate other large organizations, take a high position, and cause chaos.
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Moria’s breath reacted to her mana.
The mana stored in the vessel that was the Wizard resonated with her will and circled around the target.
It was clearly a Wizard’s breathing technique.
The form of that breath began to slowly change.
The mana that had been circling around the target moved with a single purpose.
Eventually, the mana settled into the target’s body.
Mana merging with the body, not the will.
It was the Blue Breath, the Swordsmen’s breathing technique.
There is a fundamental gap between the two breathing techniques.
Like the flapping of a bird’s wings and the running of a quadruped.
To move between the two requires not only a special constitution but also a firm and intuitive sense that will not be shaken by any external factors.
That was the significance of Moria’s actions.
She imitated the existence that contradicted the reason of a Magic Swordsman.
The extreme sense expressed through extremely inefficient actions.
It was absolutely not the depth that someone her age could possess.
There was only one expression that could describe that state far beyond the normal category.
“Genius…”
The expression spoken by the talent scout held a special meaning.
His eyes held the utmost curiosity.
“…”
Moria gave Dray a sly smile.
Even though the Grand Noble showed admiration, her attitude remained composed.
It was the false youth and talent obtained by giving up the Rank 8 realm.
Moria fully understood and enjoyed that injustice.
“…!”
Innate talent and the confidence to fully understand it.
The Grand Noble Family’s talent scout was momentarily overwhelmed by such a young genius.
With a strangely disgusted expression, he spoke to Pallag.
“Did Master Pallag teach her?”
“As you know, such a sense cannot be taught or learned. It is a blessing that only those born with it can enjoy.”
“Was she already in that state when Master Pallag discovered her?”
“Even though she’s a Swordsman, she immediately imitates magic when she sees it, and she understands ten things when you teach her one.”
“Did she receive instruction from someone else before?”
“She says that she learned by watching adventurers and mercenaries who occasionally visit the village.”
At that moment, a bold voice cut in between them.
“That’s right. I’m self-taught too.”
“…”
“…”
Me too.
At that meaningful statement, Pallag and Dray’s gazes turned to Moria.
She was already looking somewhere else. It was in the direction where Heynya Ye Mastien was sitting.
“Just like Miss.”
The situation was clear.
One genius had shown competitiveness towards another genius.
“I’ve heard rumors about Miss. They say she’s a genius magician with unparalleled talent?”
After saying that, Moria observed Pallag’s reaction.
He was taken aback by Moria’s impulsive action, but that was all.
A cheerful smile spread across the former Tower Master’s face as he looked at the bold genius magician.
It contained the expectation of what she would show next.
The more she showed the former Blue Tower Master,
the more the former Blue Tower Master felt, the higher the value of the ‘genius’ created by the High Priest would rise.
It was one more time for Moria to feel.
If she made one more strong impression on the former Blue Tower Master, he would repeat his decision to retire.
To take her back to the Blue Tower.
Heynya Ye Mastien.
The magician, already famous throughout the continent for her genius, was the ideal sacrifice.
The High Priest intended to seize Heynya’s genius and fame to further solidify Moria’s existence.
She gave Heynya a provocative smile.
“I hear the same thing often. That I’m a genius magician with innate talent. So, what do you say? Shall we not determine who the true genius is here today?”
If it had been the original Heynya, she would have accepted the offer without hesitation.
The arrogant genius magician would never tolerate someone surpassing her.
“To see who the true genius is…?”
However, the current Heynya only chewed over the challenger’s words with a bewildered face.
Moria thought that she was overwhelmed by the ‘eccentricity’ she had just shown.
Pallag, as well as Dray, thought similarly.
Because they knew how unjust and unfathomable the talent that enabled that action was.
“Wait━”
The passive appearance of his younger sister, different from what he knew.
Dray felt uneasy and tried to resolve the situation.
“…Pfft.”
Heynya suddenly burst into a chuckle.
“To see who the true genius is?”
She said, looking at Moria.
It was a gaze filled with pity, as if she were looking at her foolish past self.
“…”
Moria, understanding it as a manifestation of confidence, also chuckled.
‘You little brat…’
The High Priest, acting young, was endlessly annoyed by the young woman’s arrogance.
Moria was about to speak to push Heynya, but-
Heynya’s attention had already left Moria.
“What do you think?”
Heynya asked the man sitting opposite her-
Lisir.
The sudden appearance of a previously ignored person brought doubt to the three people’s expressions.
“Heynya, wouldn’t it be awkward for Lisir if you suddenly bring him into this?”
Dray said with a wry smile.
He smiled at the thought that her uninhibited impulsive actions were truly Heynya-like, but separately, he couldn’t shake the feeling that Lisir was pitiful.
The former Tower Master, Pallag, and the genius magician he acknowledged were shining with their eyes.
In such a situation, if a mere ordinary magician were brought in, all he could do was feel his own ordinariness and despair.
‘Perhaps, am I missing something?’
Dray thought again.
His clever younger sister wouldn’t miss that.
“What? Are you uncomfortable?”
“To be honest, I am a little uncomfortable. I didn’t think it was my place to interfere.”
“Goodness. You’re being unnecessarily modest. Look at her. She’s asking me to determine the true genius, and you don’t even find that funny?”
Moreover, the Heynya he knew was not the type to ask for someone else’s opinion in this situation.
Perhaps Lisir had something special that he hadn’t discovered?
Dray recalled the moment he first met Lisir.
At that time, Dray had gauged Lisir’s magical power to assess his realm.
The fact he learned then.
His current physical condition was poor.
Due to the aftereffects of severe overload, both his magical power and body were unstable, making it impossible to even gauge his exact realm.
Not clearly understanding his limits and experiencing an unbearable level of overload.
At that point, regardless of his realm, he could be considered substandard.
If he hadn’t been his sister’s friend, he wouldn’t have been interested in him.
Thus, Dray’s first impression of Lisir was not good.
“Miss. I’m sorry, but I don’t understand. Why is his opinion important in this situation?”
“Miss Heynya, Moria is sincere. So please, Miss Heynya, could you be a little more serious?”
Moria and Pallag were the same.
Having gauged Lisir’s realm and reached the same conclusion as Dray, they did not understand Heynya’s actions.
“Really? Even if she is, what about my brother and Duke Pallag?”
Heynya was momentarily surprised by their reaction.
Then, smiling amusedly, she said to Moria.
“Then let’s do this. Before you spar with me, you spar with him first.”
“…Are you serious?”
“You said let’s see who the true genius is?”
The misplaced focus of the conversation.
Moria said irritably, feeling frustrated.
“Am I having too high expectations of Miss? Am I not seeing his condition? He’s suffering from the aftereffects of severe overload. He’s absolutely not in a condition to spar.”
“I know that.”
“Yes?”
“?”
“?”
The confident, almost brazen answer brought doubt to the three people’s faces.
Knowing that, why?
Even Lisir was the same.
“Heynya, knowing that, did you still pass the sparring onto me…?”
“Well, you’ll find a way, won’t you?”
“No, what kind of stubbornness…”
Lisir was at a loss for words at Heynya’s boundless trust （?）.
“Heynya, listen━”
Just as he was trying to appease Heynya’s stubbornness.
“…Huh?”
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“Finally…!”
Ran and Morin.
And the Master.
The three of them simultaneously sighed in relief.
At this moment.
An item related to a certain man was passed by a majority vote in the City Council.
It was the moment when the series of events that began with the extermination of the heretics officially concluded.
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『The event has been deactivated.』
『The event has been deactivated.』
『The event has been deactivated.』
『The event has been deactivated.』
…
…
…
『The event has been deactivated.』
『Fate has been deactivated.』
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■Lisir
Level: 57 > 58
『Status effects have been recovered.』
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“Ah… why is this happening again…”
Lisir sighed and scratched the back of his head.
Eventually, from his mouth came
“Well, shall I try then?”
He said to Heynya with a reluctant expression.
“As expected.”
Heynya smiled meaningfully.
“…?”
“…?”
“…?”
The three people, unable to keep up with the situation, looked as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.
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